1. Everything about you. (1D)

You were really busy texting with one of your friends on your phone. You walked fast down the street and didn’t notice a person was in front of you. You walk straight into someone. You fell on the ground and twisted your ankle.

You:’’ Aw. Aw. Aw.’’ You looked up in these beautiful green boy’s eyes. It was Harry Styles… THE Harry Styles. Harry Edward Styles.

Harry:’’ I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you. Is everything okay?’’ You just looked at him with big eyes.

You:’’ Ehm. Yeah sure.’’ But when you tried to support on your ankle you failed. Harry helped you to get on your feet.

Harry:’’ Wouldn’t it be best to get a doctor to look at it?’’ You were totally out of words.

Harry was just waiting for your answer.

You:’’ Yeah. I should.’’ Harry just smiled at you and slowly removed a curl of his from his eye.

Harry:’’ My car is over here. I can give you a ride?’’ You looked at him with big eyes again.

Harry laughed and said:’’ It’s kinda scary when you do that.’’

You just blushed and smiled a little smile. You:’’ Do what?’’ Harry made big eyes. It made you laugh.

Harry looked you deeply in your eyes. He opened his mouth and closed it again. He looked at the traffic and back at you.

Harry:” Are you sure? Look at the traffic?” Harry smiled a cheeky smile. A smile you have only seen at concerts and pictures. You were brightening away.

You:” I don’t want to waste your time. I know you’re a busy person.” You tried to smile a little and gentle smile. But you failed and smiled like a crazy girl. Harry smiled back.

Harry:” I’m not busy at all. I have time.”

You didn’t know what to say. There was nothing more you wanted than get a lift. I mean how many times you get this chance.

You:” If you’re sure. Thanks.” Harry smiled and walked over to his car. You followed him. Inside you were screaming. Harry opened the door for you and got in the car. The car was so clean. You couldn’t help it but you were smiling like an idiot. You were actually jumping inside. Harry sat inside the car. He started the car and drove away.

Harry:” How are your foot?” Harry looked worried at you. You looked at your foot. You couldn’t look at his face without blushing.

You:” It’s fine.” You could feel Harry looking at you. You looked out of the window.